““Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” Mt. 6:19-21
“If then you were raised with Christ, seek those things which are above, where Christ is, sitting at the right hand of God. Set your mind on things above, not on things on the earth.” Colossians 3:1-2
It wasn’t a heavy rain. It was just a drizzle. But enough drizzle for me to start getting wet. All I had wanted to do was get a break from my work, on a Friday afternoon, get some fresh air, leave the dogs indoors and have some time alone in the fresh air, with the Lord, exercising my body, away from my computer, but the drizzle wasn’t letting up. And I was starting to get wet. I knew I wouldn’t continue walking; I wouldn’t finish the distance I had planned to go. I didn’t want to get any wetter. I had something to protect.
My hair? No. I didn’t so much care about it anymore, not like I once did. My makeup? I didn’t have any on. Hadn’t worn any in a while. I was okay without it. My clothes? My clothes didn’t mean so much to me. I was thankful for them. They were comfortable. They didn’t even match too well. My wallet with some money in it that was in the fanny pack around my waist? No. It would likely stay dry. Even if it didn’t, it was only money. Significant, yes. Something for which I was thankful. Certainly. But that’s not what I realized I was protecting. All someone had to do was to look where I held my hand to see what I wanted to keep dry, and why I wanted to go inside. And why I did.
I was holding my hand over my fanny pack because inside were my Gospel tracts that I have with me every single time I go outside and onto the streets. Every time I go anywhere. That’s what I wanted to keep safe and dry. Because the Lord has led me to a place in my life in which there is literally nothing in the universe more valuable, more wonderful, more joyful, more blessed, more exhilarating, more fabulous, more fantastic, more amazing, more ever-growing, more engaging, more consuming, more worth hanging onto for dear life, more life giving and life changing, more fulfilling and satisfying, more beautiful and awesome than the Lord Jesus Christ and my forever relationship with Him and than my calling to help people learn about, believe in, and devote their lives to the Lord Jesus Christ – and faithfully follow Him, day by day, hour by hour, breath by blessed breath.
I once lived for my treasures on earth. Now I live for my treasure in heaven, the Lord Jesus Christ, and for helping others to know and forever follow Him. The Lord tells us in His Word to be focused on Him and on His spiritual blessings, on eternity and on living to love and worship Him and to love and minister to others. This entails a changing around of priorities, as well as a forsaking of hanging on for dear life to this world and to the things in it. The one we need to hold onto is the Lord, and onto His Word. Is it not true that what we most want to protect is that which means the most to us?
What matters most to you? Is it the Lord and His Word? On loving and worshiping Him and loving and helping others to know and follow Him? Maybe this is a wake-up call to someone reading this. That day the rain came was an opportunity for me to see how much the Lord has changed and continues to change me, molding me into a woman with a heart ever more aflame for the Lord.
May your greatest treasure be the Lord, oh may it be so!